King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer-Chapter 685 - 648: Trouble Has Arrived

Joe Ga bid farewell to the Iraqi scholars and officials, then shooed away the excited Steven before entering the room adjoining the conference room...

Joe Ga had already spent over a month in Baghdad. Old Bull and the others had already moved to the Gaiyara Base in the north in batches under the protection of Kurdish forces and mercenaries.

With a large influx of supplies, the battle for Mosul had begun.

Currently, the Iraqi troops were still tangled up with ISIS fighters on the outskirts of Mosul, still one final push away from advancing into Mosul City.

Joe Ga was not in a hurry; he had been waiting for Aaron to get back to him...

Arriving in a new place and not having thrown a punch made Joe Ga very uncomfortable.

It was like an obsession; whenever things didn't go as planned, Joe Ga felt as if something was missing.

Joe Ga knew he was being targeted; what good could come from the Russian oligarch colluding with Harlotte?

According to the information provided by Aaron, the Georgian arms dealer providing weapons to ISIS was a man of the Russian oligarch. Joe Ga could guess with his knees that those guys were waiting for an opportunity to kill him.

Therefore, Joe Ga positioned himself in Baghdad, occasionally leaving the military base for a stroll to notify the other side 'I am still here.'

This waiting lasted over a month. Boss Joe had made money, and finally, there was news from Aaron's side.

When Joe Ga entered the room, he saw Aaron apparently under some distress, coughing violently.

Upon seeing Joe Ga come in, his assistant consciously turned around and left the room, closing the door behind him and then stood guard at the door.

With a smiling gaze, Joe Ga watched Aaron gradually calm down and said, "Buddy, what's wrong with you? Choking on water is not a good sign."

Aaron glared at Joe Ga, who 'couldn't speak properly,' and threw several documents from his knee onto the coffee table, saying, "That's the Georgian arms dealer's identity information, along with his connections to the oligarch Sergey that have been traced.

Here are the details, including copies of financial transactions from several shell companies they own, as well as public home addresses."

Speaking, Aaron said with sarcasm, "Hurry up, send your Gryphon Fighters to take off. They are only over a thousand kilometers away from Georgia. You could use cluster bombs to kill them!"

Joe Ga, looking at Aaron as if he had consumed gunpowder, frowned and said, "What's with the rage? Did this guy annoy you?"

Gritting his teeth, Aaron said, "I just want to see to what extent the NATO-backed Hu Lang can go...

Wow, while others are still fighting and making money, you've already made a fortune in Iraq.

Hu Lang, show us small folks how big shots operate."

Seeing the look of envy, jealousy, and hatred on Aaron's face, Joe Ga suddenly laughed and said, "You cripple, you're jealous of me, haha...

Hurry and throw a couple more sarcastic remarks my way. Seeing you so jealous just makes me happy!"

Aaron was taken aback, then sulked in silence for half a minute before finally saying, "You're in for some trouble!"

Joe Ga wouldn't take the bait, he said contemptuously, "Who in Iraq now can possibly bring me misfortune?

Just tell me, how do ISIS and the Georgian arms dealers plan to deal with me?

It's better if there are more of them; I'll wipe them out in one fell swoop, and then I can joyously take my place in Mosul."

Aaron said with a cold laugh, "They have prepared 500 men, wanting to ambush you near Tikrit."

As he spoke, Aaron looked at Joe Ga, who remained unimpressed, and continued, "They have six armored personnel carriers, 40 AT-5 anti-tank missiles, and 15 Stinger anti-air missiles.

Plus, three mysterious teams from outside have entered Iraq. They've spent a lot of money here, so their equipment is very sophisticated.

Hu Lang, just how many people have you pissed off that so many want you dead?"

Upon hearing this, Joe Ga whistled and said, "Aside from ISIS, there are three other groups?

If they all came to you to buy weapons, then either they have no other channels, or they require a secret operation.

Let me guess, people of oligarch Sheriff, probably the armored group as well, and the third party? Who could it be?

Hisss~ No, it makes no sense for Sheriff's people to come to you for weapons..."

As he spoke, Joe Ga blinked at Aaron and said, "Tell me who it is. I'll buy you an ice-cold Coke!"

Seeing a trace of anxiety finally appear on Joe Ga's face, Aaron nodded with satisfaction and said, "Hu Lang, you need to be more humble. There are many formidable people in this world.

For example, the legendary 'Arctic Fox Mercenary Group'...

Sergey paid a substantial price to contact 'Arctic Fox' through Harlotte's channels.

They're among the elite of mercenaries, and are loyal only to money, not people.

They sent 25 men and bought from me four Humvees with weaponry, eight pickup trucks, and five M2 machine guns with 5,000 rounds of ammunition, along with three sets of vehicle-mounted rocket launchers..."

As he spoke, Aaron put on a pair of glasses with deliberate posturing, pulled a notebook from his pocket, flipped it open, and after checking it, continued, "Plus 6 Stingers, 12 Javelins, 50 RPGs, 35 kilograms of C4.

Well, I won't mention the light weaponry; they all brought their own guns but took a lot of NATO-standard ammunition."

Joe Ga, somewhat alarmed, said, "Are they preparing for World War III or what?"

Then, a bit annoyed, Joe Ga grabbed Aaron's neck and cursed, "Are you even human?

Knowing full well they're coming for me, you actually sold them so much stuff?"

At that moment, Aaron seemed quite pleased with himself, looking at Joe Ga with a smirking gaze and said, "Beg me, and I'll give you the position of Arctic Fox for free... "

Startled, Joe Ga then released his grip and flipped the bird at Aaron, cursing, "You bastard, you put tracking devices in the stuff you sold to them, didn't you?

How can you be sure those old pros won't check their vehicles?

If I came up empty-handed that would be one thing, but if I were to fall into a trap, wouldn't that be stupid?"

After hearing that, Aaron laughed and said, "The 'Stingers' I sold are very advanced, and I have the satellite codes for each 'Stinger.'"

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"As long as it's through satellite, you can remotely activate or locate a 'Stinger' missile's position. If needed, you can even remotely lock those 'Stingers'."

Upon hearing this, Joe Ga said in surprise, "Is your supplier someone from the Pentagon?"

Aaron shook his head noncommittally and replied, "Don't guess. Even if you guess right, I won't admit it.

Right now, CACI's people are inside your base, and they have someone who can operate the United State Army's military communication satellites.

If you're worried about any issues, they can even bypass the military satellites and use Cubic Defence Supply Company's private satellites to find the 'Stinger's' location.

So as long as you get the 'Stinger's' serial number, you can find the 'Arctic Fox's' people…

Beg me, the first piece of information is free, haha..."

When Joe Ga heard this, he sat on the sofa, stroking his chin and said, "Damn, these guys are that powerful? I haven't noticed anything special about them recently. They're just particularly ruthless when it comes to money."

Aaron scoffed and said, "CACI is the top outsourcing company for the American Intelligence Department. Their scope of work covers military and commercial intelligence processing.

Most technicians at the Department of Homeland Security are trained by them. Did you think they were some small company begging for your business?"

Joe Ga looked meaningfully at Aaron and said, "You don't mention Cubic company at all but sing high praises of CACI. You seem pretty familiar with them."

Aaron shrugged indifferently and said, "I did indeed receive technical training at CACI. As for my relationship with CACI, you guess..."

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While saying this, Aaron looked at Joe Ga's noncommittal expression and said impatiently, "Come on, say please!

I rarely offer free services; this is a rare opportunity!"

After hearing this, Joe Ga picked at his ear and said, "Arctic Fox is all free, so the other two groups are probably even tougher.

Tell me first, what comes after the freebie?

Why do I feel like once I bite, you'll make a hefty profit off me?

Do you have something you want to ask me for?

Dude, we're friends; you can just say if you have issues..."

Upon hearing this, Aaron heaved a sigh and said, "Hu Lang, pulling the 'friendship' card in business is no fun; business is business!"

Joe Ga chuckled coldly and said, "Then I hope you won't regret it after I beg you, because I think the favor you'll be asking of me will be even tougher to manage."

Aaron responded helplessly, "Alright, but that means you agree to help me, right?"

Joe Ga shook his head decisively and said, "Given your attitude just now, I think I still need to put friendship aside for a moment. Business is business, as you said..."

Aaron, who had just shot himself in the foot, glared at Joe Ga for a few seconds and then said grudgingly, "OK, you win!

There are two more teams. One of them is from the Glorious Society. They have some business dealings with ISIS, so when they heard you were in Iraq, they mobilized 200 people from Armenia to join ISIS's forces.

And there's worse news. The Glorious Society has stolen a mothballed MiG-21 from Armenia.

Hu Lang, NATO won't get involved in the combat. If you don't have a reliable radar system and equivalent countermeasures, you're going to be in trouble!"

Joe Ga paused, annoyed, and said, "The Glorious Society again? Did I desecrate their ancestors' graves or something?

A MiG fighter jet? They're really trying to force me to escalate the war. Anti-aircraft missiles are expensive, you know!

I'm just the cook in logistics, and they're always stealing the limelight. What's the deal with that..."

Aaron had no patience for Joe Ga's boastful complaints. He rolled his eyes and continued, "The other group is definitely armored troops, but you have no idea why the armored group is targeting you?

This is exclusive information, and it's related to your territory. You have to help me with some problems, or I'll die before I tell you."

Joe Ga wasn't going to indulge Aaron. He picked up his satellite phone and made a call…

"Hey, Monica, how's it going in New York?"

"........."

"I heard you've taken a liking to a few houses?"

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"Listen, a friend's wife is in witness protection.

She's living in a place that's too small now, help her find a mansion around the $50 million range."

"........."

"What? Give it as a gift? Of course not!

My friend just wants to give his wife a better life, but his money can't be easily transferred into America. I'll cover for him, and I'll settle the bill with him later…"

Aaron, who looked as if he'd seen a ghost, watched as Joe Ga was about to buy a house for his own wife. He grabbed Joe Ga's hand sorrowfully and said, "Stop, I'll tell you!

Don't let her buy such an expensive house; I don't have that kind of money..."

Joe Ga looked at Aaron with a vicious smile. After making sure the guy had given in, he spoke into the phone, "Monica, my friend thinks $50 million is too extravagant, so he wants to bring the budget down to $2 million. Go handle it…"

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"What? A cheapskate? That's right, I also think men who won't spend generously on their wife are scum, and why even get married if you can't afford an apartment near Central Park…"

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"You? You're not my wife. According to our household rules, Devil Bird is in charge of buying houses; if you really want it, go talk to her.

As long as the Devil Bird agrees, you can spend as much as you want!"

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